Xu Wei didn't know that Liao Hua had stabbed his ass on his head.

Her eyes were on Lu Sen from time to time.

At this point, the first game has already begun.

Because Liao Hua was told that because he was unwell, he was temporarily sent to the hospital for examination. The male host who partnered with her before was taking location outside at this time, and there was no way to rush back.

Therefore, she is the only one to host the next game tonight.

This is exactly what Xu Wei wanted.

However, this is also the time to test her.

After all, this is a national live broadcast, plus it is going on online at the same time, whether a person can hold such a big live show, she has no bottom in her heart.

It's a newcomer after all.

Xu Wei took a deep breath, she had to stay calm so that she could perform at the level she should have.

Isn't it just to study broadcasting for the sake of a situation like tonight?

You know, how many hosts have never had the opportunity to live broadcast in their lifetime. She can now get the national live broadcast program all at once, and she must grasp it well.

If you miss it, you don't know when the next opportunity will appear.

At this time, the stage is handed over to the contestants who are competing, Xu Wei doesn't need to say much, just occasionally participates in some interactions, and does not let the live broadcast seem to have no atmosphere because the contestants are competing.

In the first diagnosis, twenty patients were sitting in chairs at the same time, and in front of them, there were twenty contestants.

Their purpose is the same as before, which is to diagnose the patient's condition.

The rules between the patient and the contestant are the same as before, and there is no verbal communication.

Originally, the program team wanted to add a clause that even after the diagnosis was over, the patient could not have contact with the contestants to avoid delaying time.

But when I thought of the knockout round, Lu Sen and Li Shuangqiang's mutual scolding suddenly soared the mediocre ratings of the program, so the program team did not cancel this article, but stipulated that the contestants could interact with patients.

Of course, this is up to the patient and the contestant.

The patient Lu Sen was to diagnose was a tall, thin middle-aged man.

Not tall, about the same as him.

But people are too thin.

When he walked over, Lu Sen noticed that his back was a little bent, and he coughed a few times from time to time as he walked. Even if there is no interaction, anyone can tell that he has a cough.

And from coughing, the easiest thing to associate with is naturally lung disease.

However, after Lu Sen's diagnosis, he dispelled his previous speculation.

In addition to lung disease, the patient in front of him has a more serious condition, that is, a tumor.

Retracting the hand that cut the pulse, Lu Sen motioned for the patient to open his mouth.

Sure enough, consistent with his diagnosis, from the condition of the patient's tongue and face, combined with the diagnosis of the pulse just now, the patient's tumor in front of him showed signs of deterioration.

That's not a good thing.

Tonight is the finals, and the patients in front of each contestant are tricky.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be like a grand final.

When the other players were still diagnosing, Lu Sen had already written the diagnosis and the results were high. The finals are different from the knockout rounds, but instead of writing them on paper, they write down the answers directly on a device in front of them, and then press confirm, and the diagnosis is sent over.

Once confirmed, it cannot be changed.

Lu Sen raised his head and glanced in An Rou's direction, she was number 18, one distance from him.

As for Shui Sheng and Huang Qiuping, one of them is No. 2 and the other is No. 3, and they are far apart. At this time, they are also seriously diagnosing, but they don't know if they can be diagnosed in the end.

An Rou's face was very calm, as if the condition of the middle-aged woman sitting in front of her was a piece of cake for her.

Lu Sen had already finished the diagnosis, and took advantage of the time to glance at the woman who An Rou had diagnosed.

The face is like yellow wax, the lips are colorless, and the eyes have no obvious spirit. Other than that, her hands were withered, like those of a man in his sixties and seventies.

However, it is not possible to really judge the condition of middle-aged women.

Tonight, these 20 or so patients are carrying relatively special diseases, and they have been hospitalized in the hospital for a long time.

In a hospital like that, not to mention staying for a long time, even if it is more than three days, the patients look the same.

However, from the initial diagnosis of the face, it seems that the woman should have liver disease.

As for whether it is severe hepatitis or other diseases, it is impossible to make a correct diagnosis because I have not taken the pulse.

Soon, An Rou finished the diagnosis, and at the same time wrote down the diagnosis and pressed it to confirm.

Among the twenty contestants tonight, Lu Sen and An Rou are undoubtedly the most concerned. An Rou is because she is beautiful, and she can break into the finals, which shows that her medical skills are passable.

A beautiful doctor, using this as a gimmick, will be more attractive to publicize.

As for Lu Sen, the attention of others was completely due to the fact that he had scolded Li Shuangqiang.

When both of them were diagnosed and the results were written, the others also completed the diagnosis one after another.

The players on the stage are seriously diagnosing, and Xu Wei, as the host, must have some interaction.

At this time, she came to the front of the four judges, handed the microphone to Li Shuangqiang and asked, "Professor Li, what do you think of the No. 18 contestants and the 20 contestants, how are they performing?"

Li Shuangqiang didn't catch a cold when he saw Lu Sen.

He didn't understand how a player like Lu Sen, who didn't know how to respect the elderly, could still enter the finals.

You know, he had a veto at the time.

With a cold snort, Li Shuangqiang said expressionlessly: "The female player on the 18th, I have been paying attention to it since the preliminary round. She's different from other fighters, and her diagnosis is a bit strange. Of all the contestants in front of me, only two used the pulse cutting method of traditional Chinese medicine, and the others used stethoscopes for diagnosis. But the female player on the 18th, her diagnosis seems to be ......"

After a pause, Li Shuangqiang spoke, "Cut." ”

"Yes, Professor Li is right, that's a point cut. It was Yao Zhengyang who interjected.

Xu Wei is not a doctor, and she doesn't understand some medical terms very well.

Even if she made up a lot of medical knowledge for this show, compared with real professionals, the little medical knowledge she made up was quite barren.

"Professor Li, Professor Yao, what kind of medical skill is this point cut?"

Li Shuangqiang pondered for a while and said: "This point cut is not a kind of traditional Chinese medicine, let alone Western medicine. Unlike traditional Chinese medicine, it is necessary to have contact with the patient's pulse to distinguish the patient's physical condition from the change of the pulse. In this point-and-click cut, you only need to touch the patient lightly with the help of a stick or something else to determine what disease you are suffering from. ”

Xu Wei was slightly surprised: "It's so amazing!"